I'm Major Jackson and this is the slowdown.

I'm Major Jackson and this is the slowdown. slow down. Some days we bicker.

Nothing major, pun intended.

Often it's minor, control of the thermostat,

recycling duty, my general proclivity to forget.

On very rare occasions, we hit upon a disagreement that requires work,

where we need to figure out why we react so strongly.

I have not been in a romantic relationship that did not require work.

I mean, come to your maker kind of work. I'm talking emotional work that has you

question every decision you have made up till that moment and every decision you will make thereafter.

Faint of heart, don't even go there.

Too awed by your existence, you might be better off alone.

Allergic to change, incapable of adapting.

Only the rotation of the sun is a constant.

All else is subject to life's mutability and human fallibility.

The most stable of relationships account for this fact.

Over the years, I've taken wisdom from for this fact.

Over the years, I've taken wisdom from peers and older friends.

I am not shy of asking, what is the secret of a long love life. I've asked the oldest couples at wedding

receptions, a bride or groom's great aunt and uncle. I've asked the couple at the bar in an airport restaurant.

Everyone is down to share, knowing what luck it is to find your mate.

How elusive and sometimes seemingly impossible it is to locate that person

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